These Words Are Heavy And Dense
The warning must be heeded, similar to cigarette packs or liquor
In punier print found on Tijuana Bibles
Which howl against the high tide of spite and showing off
Feasting upon the inglorious candor, neither a label or symbol to keep away
This is the infringement of which the words will betray soul less eyes
“Once you read, you’ll judge in extravagant presumptions and understand less.”
Within the invasion of pages, these layers you peel me away
like smashing away the black bitch which crumbles
off the winey summer cliffs of St. Thomas until a statue
manifests like some dusty phoenix of the dark stone
Here you are the thief to swipe me voiceless
and lay transparent within the mythology of opinions
scraping off all my flesh in a way
which makes a man veil under a cell in shadowed disgrace
your notion is judgment chronicled for your amusement
Is it punk to shoot your way out of the library
Ruining the end of the movie before it begins?
The remnants are words left on blank so dense and heavy
You no longer know any comfort of me,
And where the stones thrown rest,
On the violation of all that you assert
you object me in glorious cavernous echoes
Where to understand me is to draw a thin red line at the surface.